I expect Moses will be with me for a long time, urging me on toward improbable destinations with his wide-flung arms.
Blog Posts on Art
Genius
There are so many obligations, so many treats and distractions, that I have failed—until now—to change my life to accommodate the books I still want and need to write.
The Queen
Women have always thronged to churches, finding solace in this image of holy suffering. Is it possible that someday we will throng to the images of the Queen?
Don’t Be Afraid of the F-Word
If so many of us feel we don’t belong… it is not surprising that we are terrified of exhibiting the political will that might conjure up images of rageful, extreme and radical women.
The Great I Am
There remains for me always an uneasiness about those large egos that can so easily trample smaller ones, even when the owner of the ego does not choose to exercise that power.
When We Fight We Win
The presence, the faces, and the words of the Navajo were themselves living images, engraving on my mind the urgency of a cause I’ve known about for years but never felt personally.
Peggy Guggenheim: Life as Art, Art as Life
All those big artist’s names, and never a woman’s, although she did have a show in the gallery she owned earlier, first in London and then in New York, of thirty-one women artists.
Still Rattling Cages
In the end, the cage the Guerrilla Girls are rattling are the cages that confine all of us, tighter and tighter as we devise more categories that define us narrowly and separate us more completely.
Where Are We Now? Women in 2015 and a Half…
I have daughters-in-law, granddaughters and many friends who see no use in the women’s movement; this is partly due to privilege, lack of information, and our discomfort with ideas that are presented as being controversial.
Sweet Honey In The Rock: The Other Side of Victimization
These women were so large… so encompassing in their warmth and passion, even for their audience of white women, that I was stunned—this is the way we can all go, I thought, if we have the courage, we who are all hurt to some greater or lesser degree by the cruelties and injustices of this society.